The way to Jericoacoara

Lukas, a funny Chinese and the two of us left Sao Luis for the sufer's paradise Jericoacoara. We chose the route through the desert. We had to stop twice for the night because transport isn't well-organized at all and there's no direct connection. We spent the first night in Barreirinhas in a pousada that was more of a construction site or a ruin by a river where we could hang up our hammocks (3 €/night, breakfast included). In a four-wheel drive (very bumpy ride!) we went to Parque Nacional dos Lencóis Maranhenses to see and walk on the beautiful sand dunes in the whitest desert of the world. During rainy season the vales between them are filled with crystal clear water. Unfortunately it's not rainy season yet and so there was only one filled with water. Accompanied by tiny fish we swam in it. There were relatively many tourists for once. A flock of green parrots whirred in the sky. We found out that Malte is a bit colourblind because he couldn't see the rainbow coloured cloud.

As always I was very cold in my hammock. It seems to have a secret air con mode or something.
The next day we had to go by 4WD on a really bumpy road again to get to the next necessary stop on our way to Jeri. With 2 German girls that we had met on the way we passed little farms on dry land, two fogies, scrubland...Cows, donkeys, goats and sheep grazed at the dune's offshoots. Once we got stuck in the sand. We travelled the entire day and had to change vehicles often. It was a pretty annoying, difficult and expensive trip. All six of us spent the night in a shabby pousada.

After breakfast we had to wait for another 4WD to finally take us to Jeri. It was supposed to come at 9:30 a.m., but didn't. It was then expected to leave at 11 a.m., but didn't. In a cramped jeep we had to wait and didn't understand for what. We all were moaning.

After a few hours we were compensated for all inconvenience: we reached dazzling white sand dunes behind turquois water. We rode right on the beach; dark sky but sunny, every now and then some palm trees or bushes or a donkey in the dunes, a giant tortoiseshell. What a fascinating landscape! Everything seemed a bit surreal to me.
After a spectacular crossing via punt on a raft just as big as our car we arrived on the other side of a river mouth and made it to Jericoacoara eventually. An unforgettable experience!